I like the sound of the rain
washing away the silent day
And the lonely call
of a home-bound train
A mournful morning
kind of pain
....Give me the sound
of a blue bluejay
over the busy noise
that mocks my ways
I want to pack my bag
and fetch my dog
Whistle a tune
while we walk along...
Come on girl
It's starting to rain
I hear the sound
of the lonesome train
and the blue bluejay
calling my name
(Here's where yer sposed to whistle)
Mar 13, 2015
Mar 13, 2015 at 9:26 AM UTC
I like the sound of the rain
washing away the silent day
And the lonely call
of a home-bound train
A mournful morning
kind of pain
....Give me the sound
of a blue bluejay
over the busy noise
that mocks my ways
I want to pack my bag
and fetch my dog
Whistle a tune
while we walk along...
Come on girl
It's starting to rain
I hear the sound
of the lonesome train
and the blue bluejay
calling my name
(Here's where yer sposed to whistle)
r ~ 3/13/15
Been listening to John Prine this morning. He does this to me. :)
